Текст песни Декабрь - Наша Музыка

We hold our hands tightly
For the sake of peace and warmth
And only the music of our sounds
With us to the very end

Through whispers, songs from sleep
The road leads
Their voice asks to pass
A bit more

Etc.:
We are in the eternal search for warmth
In the glass world
Around the curves of the mirror
We are like targets in a dash

Perhaps we can not change
The laws of the herd
Desire to sing and talk
For us, the reward

Let our songs flock of strings
Carries through the wind
And the roar of guitars will ruin the dream
All those who are bright

Coloring
Walls of barriers
In the color of doubt
Leave the tears of loss and defeat

Etc.:
We are in the eternal search for warmth
In the glass world
Around the curves of the mirror
We are like targets in a dash

Perhaps we can not change
The laws of the herd
Desire to sing and talk
For us, the reward